บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia’s possession: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Lillian stretched and stirred on the bed before opening her eyes to the warm morning sun. Every now and then, she closed her eyes, thinking about her family. She wondered how they were fading and how her other was coping. After a few minutes, she rolled out of bed and got into the closet.After having her bath, she changed into something simple. She walked into the living area, perceiving the aroma of fresh bread and apple fruit juice. Breakfast was already served. Alex was seated along the glass dining table; his posture was perfect, and his eyes were on her the moment she walked in. “Good morning,” Lillian greeted.“What took you so long?” he asked calmly, but his question made her uneasy. “I was waiting for you. Come. Let’s eat.”She obeyed, quietly sliding into the chair across from him.For the first time since she had been held captive, Alex wasn’t dressed in black. Instead, he wore a crisp white shirt, sleeves rolled just below his elbows, and light shorts that seemed so unl

Lillian’s POV“Wait!” I screamed; my voice cracked, and tears were beginning to gather in my eyes. “I will do it,” I said, feeling a huge lump in my throat. My mother’s life, her fragile life, flashed before my eyes, and my fist tightened. Her memories filled my mind, her warm hand holding me when I was a child. I couldn't lose her. “I will do it,” I said again with heavy desperation. My chest rising and falling heavily. Alex's lips curled into a slow and cruel smile. The kind of smile that made goosebumps appear all over my skin. He nodded his head gently, his gaze pinning me down.“You are with the drug. “You know what to do,” was said. I blinked my eyes repeatedly to avoid tears from rolling down my cheeks. I fidgeted, and my eyes turned blurry. “How… how do I do it?” I whispered; my throat became dry. “I have never done this before.”Alex’s face turned hard. His eyes became dark, and the smile on his lips disappeared. “This must work out. You cannot mess up. First of all, focu

The underground dungeon smelt of dust and rust. It was a huge basement with bulbs flickering every second. Diego was tied to a metal chair at the centre of the room with wrists heavily tied to the chair. Alex stood in front of him, giving him a cold and angry look. His eyes burnt with rage, and his jaw clenched. His men stood at the edges of the room and remained silent. Alex slowly squatted to reach Diego’s level. “Surprised to see yourself here?” he chuckled dryly. Diego lifted his face, lips swollen and one of his eyes nearly shut. He didn't even have the strength to speak. “Sai perché sei qui, Diego?” (in Italian)“Do you know why you're here, Diego?” Alex asked. "Non è sicuramente un tea party" (in Italian).“It’s definitely not a tea party,” Deigi replied. Alex’s fist hurriedly landed on Diego’s jaw, snapping his head to the side. He leaned close, his eyes burning with hate. “You think this is a joke? After assisting to assassinate my father and stealing from me,”Blood

The room was quiet and bright. The morning sun reflected into her room. Lillian sank onto the floor, her back against the door, and her arms were wrapped around her knees. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she sobbed bitterly. Alex stood in the kitchen staring at the closed lid; his hand was clenched into a fist. Lillian's sobs made him feel some type of regret, but he kept reminding himself that it wasn't his fault. He had to do what he did to Diego. He was a betrayal and a threat. A man who had destroyed countless lives by embezzling a huge sum of money, including Lillian. He wanted to go to her room to have a word with her, but he knew it would be a waste of time. The fight wasn't over. He knew Diego’s bosses would come for revenge, so he had to be ten steps ahead. The road ahead would be paved with blood and secrets, so he has to stay vigilant.Their suitcases had been packed and stayed by the door while they both sat down for breakfast. Alex had completed his mission in Italy, s

Lillian’s POV:It was a rainy evening, and the car ride was a blur. The sun had already set, and everywhere was becoming dark. My heart skipped a beat when Alex’s hand moved through his jacket to his gun. His eyes were on the rare mirror as he silently watched the black SUV behind us. The driver accelerated at full speed, and the SUV eventually fell back and disappeared in the dark. Alex has made so many enemies that I am very sure he doesn't know which mafia boss is after his life. The thought of everything made my stomach numb, and I felt weak. I couldn't believe that I had been pulled into something I never thought existed. Mafia. We reached the estate after a while, and the iron gate opened. I was so exhausted that I could barely keep my eyes open. My legs were heavy as I dragged myself into the mansion. Alex didn't look at me. He didn't even speak. His focus was on the shadow around us, and he was busy sending signals to all of his bodyguards. I wanted to speak. To ask if